Chapter 1611
Back to the peace Inn, Xiao Yu sitting cross legged at the door suddenly stopped Zhuo Wen and long Tian.
"Do you know the destruction of the nearby streets?" Xiao Yu asked with a little excitement and a trace of uneasiness.
Zhuo Wen was stunned and immediately wondered, "the street is destroyed? I don't know, but when I went shopping with Longtian before, I did hear a quite sensational noise. Is there a war nearby?"
Xiao Yu's beautiful eyes were dark and his jade hand waved and said, "since you don't know, it's said that the street was created by a very powerful young man. The young man just released his momentum and knelt down on the ground to suppress the elite of the blood Pavilion."
"If only I could have the strength of that man, so that I could replace my father..."
Speaking of the young man, Xiao Yu became very excited, but here, he suddenly stopped, as if there was something difficult to hide.
Zhuo Wen naturally keenly caught Xiao Yu's slip of the tongue, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He smiled and said, "you work so hard and have a good talent. One day, you can be like that person."
"No! I can't be like that person. That person is too strong for me to reach." Xiaoyu said gloomily.
Zhuo Wen suddenly patted Xiaoyu on the shoulder and said with a smile, "where there is a will, there is nothing you can't do. The reason why you can't do it is because you don't have confidence and don't take a step to really take action."
"If you want to succeed, you should be down-to-earth and step by step, rather than aiming too high. In that case, the final result will only be failure."
With that, Zhuo Wen took long Tian into the two people's Inn, leaving only Xiao Yu staring at Zhuo Wen's leaving figure, raising an inexplicable emotion in his heart.
After returning to the room, Zhuo Wen sat cross legged in the room, and in order to prevent others from disturbing him, Zhuo Wen set many prohibitions in the room.
Three days later, Zhuo Wen, who was sitting cross legged, suddenly opened his eyes and saw a yellow awn burst out in the center of his eyebrows. Then the old fox appeared in front of Zhuo Wen with a porcelain vase.
"Zhuo Wen, I have refined the slurry of Jinlei quenching body. Take it!"
As Cheng Huang said, as soon as his little claw was thrown, the porcelain bottle floated on Zhuo Wen's palm.
Zhuo Wen slowly opened the cork and suddenly a golden thunder rose into the sky. The golden thunder, accompanied by the golden slurry, turned into a Thunder Dragon in mid air.
As soon as the Thunder Dragon appeared, it roared and plundered towards Zhuo Wen, and bursts of dragon chants were heard.
"Beast!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, his right hand became a claw, and he suddenly buckled it. The Thunder Dragon melted by the slurry of Jinlei quenched body was directly buckled down by him with one hand. No matter how the Thunder Dragon roared, he couldn't get rid of Zhuo Wen's claws.
When Zhuo Wen pinched his right hand, Lei long collapsed, turned into a golden slurry and poured into the porcelain vase.
Then, with a wave of Zhuo Wen's sleeve robe, he appeared in front of him.
This separation is as like as two peas of the great sacrament. His appearance is almost the same as that of Zhuo Wen. The only difference is that it has a golden glint in its body, which looks much more than Zhuo Wen.
"If you use this golden thunder quench slurry to quench your body, you may be able to raise the Dacheng holy body to a higher level."
Zhuo Wen threw the porcelain bottle to Fenshen, who meticulously took the porcelain bottle, sat cross legged in the other corner of the room even according to Zhuo Wen's instructions, and began to plan to use the Jinlei quenched body slurry in the porcelain bottle.
Noumenon and separation practice at the same time, and the four days passed quietly.
On the night of the seventh day, dark clouds were thick and haunting, like a pitch black dragon.
Above the roof of the peace Inn, a dark shadow flickered out.
Whoosh!
The dark shadow was like a light smoke. It didn't even cause a trace of wind when it flickered. It was like a real shadow.
Suddenly, the shadow stopped on the eaves on the left. He bowed down with his right hand, and then gently opened a brick.
The shadow took out a jade tube from his arms, and a wisp of invisible gas gushed out from the mouth of the tube.
The gas diffused rapidly, like a wandering snake, and immediately diffused into the rooms in the peace inn.
For a moment, in the guest rooms of the peace Inn, almost all the martial artists were dazed, and then they fell down in a daze.
In a brightly lit room, Xiao Yu sat cross legged on the bed and slowly breathed in his practice, never letting go of any time he could practice.
"Head... Why do you suddenly feel a little dizzy?"
Xiao Yu slowly opened his eyes, raised his right hand, pressed his forehead and murmured in a low voice.
However, she soon realized something and quickly held her breath. Her beautiful eyes scanned around, showing a look of vigilance.
When Xiuwei reached the six levels of Empire, she knew that if she didn't want to sleep, she could restrain her drowsy tiredness.
But now, this tiredness lingered in her mind like a maggot of tarsal bone, and she seemed to fall asleep completely under the attack of this tiredness at any time.
With her keen intuition, she immediately noticed the unusual, so she immediately held her breath.
"My alertness is good. I can smell the difference of my dream through the ages."
A gloomy voice suddenly sounded in Xiaoyu's room. Xiaoyu was surprised and found that a slender figure came slowly.
The man was dressed in black, his face was covered with black cloth, and only a pair of cold eyes appeared.
He stared coldly at Xiao Yu sitting cross legged on the bed, step by step, with a cat and mouse like banter in his eyes.
He knew very well that although Xiaoyu found the wrong in time and held his breath, the latter still inhaled a small part of the eternal fragrance of a dream. I'm afraid he is weak and can't resist at the moment.
"Who are you? Why do you want to put Mi Xiang in our peace Inn?" Xiao Yu asked calmly.
The man in black smiled coldly and didn't answer Xiao Yu's questions. He walked slowly to Xiao Yu. With a sudden probe of his right hand, he tore Xiao Yu's coat into pieces, revealing his pink belly pocket and snow-white fragrant shoulder.
Such beautiful scenery is enough to make many men's blood spray.
"Ah!"
Xiao Yu screamed, and the color of shame and anger appeared in her beautiful eyes, staring at the man in black in front of her.
There was no lust in the eyes of the man in black. He saw his right hand on Xiaoyu's fragrant shoulder, and a holy force penetrated into Xiaoyu's body like a silk thread.
Pooh!
Xiao Yu spit out a mouthful of blood, his pretty face is pale and bloodless, and his eyes stare at the man in black in front of him with shame and anger.
The man in black ignored Xiao Yu at all, but poured holy power into Xiao Yu's body.
"How hot!"
Suddenly, Xiao Yu's face turned red and she couldn't help moaning. Then a fire red mark appeared at her clavicle. When she looked carefully, it was arranged in a specific track like nine suns.
"It's the constitution of Jiuyang. The manager's guess is really accurate. You are indeed the descendant of the emperor of Jiuyang. Ha ha, it's true that the emperor is worthy of those who have a heart!"
The man in black laughed and his right hand changed. He wanted to buckle Xiao Yu's jade neck and take it away.
Boom!
However, when the man in black was about to catch Xiaoyu, the floor under his feet suddenly collapsed, and then a thin claw fastened the man in black's right foot and pulled it down.
The man in black was caught off guard and was directly pulled down by this palm. Fortunately, the people of Pinghe Inn were basically stunned by the dream of eternal fragrance, so it didn't cause much noise.
Boom!
The man in black reacted very quickly and blew out with one blow, which drove back the owner of the withered claws, while the man in black stepped back and stared coldly at the old man in front of him, saying: "it seems that you are also the remnant of the sect of Jiuyang Tianjun. Unexpectedly, you dare to open an inn in bixue county. It's really easy for us to find."
"Who the hell are you? Who sent you? Is it xuehentian?"
Opposite the man in black, there is a white haired old man, who is also Xiaoyu's grandfather, the shopkeeper of the peace inn.
At the moment, the white haired old man's face is very dignified.
"Hey hey, the mansion master doesn't know about this, but the chief officer sent me to test. Unexpectedly, the little girl is really Jiuyang physique. You are all the evils of Jiuyang Tianjun's sect. You are finished." the man in black sneered.
The white haired old man's eyes were gloomy. After he explored xiaxiaoyu's room and found that Xiaoyu was ok, he took a breath.
"You are so mean that you put fan incense in my inn!" the white haired old man said coldly.
"Hey, hey, it's better to start first, don't you know, old man? And I know you've won a dream. How much strength can you play now?" the man in black sneered.
The white haired old man's eyes were gloomy and said coldly, "enough for you!"
"Ha ha, that's ridiculous!"
The man in black looked up and smiled, his eyes suddenly became cold, and then he disappeared in place like a burst of smoke.
When he appeared again, he still swept in front of the white haired old man. His hand was very fast, like lightning, and instantly printed on the white haired old man's chest.
The white haired old man roared and pushed with his right hand. The terrible holy power pushed out to block the attack of the man in black.
Pooh!
Unfortunately, the white haired old man who was addicted to incense was full of decline. At the moment of blocking the attack of the man in black, his defense collapsed inch by inch. His hand was printed on the old man's chest unimpeded, and the old man vomited a mouthful of blood and flew out directly.
The direction of the white haired old man's backward flight happened to be the room where Zhuo Wen lived.
"Grandpa!" Xiaoyu's beautiful eyes were surprised and couldn't help crying out.
Boom!
The old man with white hair hit the floor above, passed by and landed in a room.
In this room, a figure sitting cross legged on the bed slowly opened his eyes due to this accident. His eyes were cold and ruthless.
"Do you know the destruction of the nearby streets?" Xiao Yu asked with a little excitement and a trace of uneasiness.
Zhuo Wen was stunned and immediately wondered, "the street is destroyed? I don't know, but when I went shopping with Longtian before, I did hear a quite sensational noise. Is there a war nearby?"
Xiao Yu's beautiful eyes were dark and his jade hand waved and said, "since you don't know, it's said that the street was created by a very powerful young man. The young man just released his momentum and knelt down on the ground to suppress the elite of the blood Pavilion."
"If only I could have the strength of that man, so that I could replace my father..."
Speaking of the young man, Xiao Yu became very excited, but here, he suddenly stopped, as if there was something difficult to hide.
Zhuo Wen naturally keenly caught Xiao Yu's slip of the tongue, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He smiled and said, "you work so hard and have a good talent. One day, you can be like that person."
"No! I can't be like that person. That person is too strong for me to reach." Xiaoyu said gloomily.
Zhuo Wen suddenly patted Xiaoyu on the shoulder and said with a smile, "where there is a will, there is nothing you can't do. The reason why you can't do it is because you don't have confidence and don't take a step to really take action."
"If you want to succeed, you should be down-to-earth and step by step, rather than aiming too high. In that case, the final result will only be failure."
With that, Zhuo Wen took long Tian into the two people's Inn, leaving only Xiao Yu staring at Zhuo Wen's leaving figure, raising an inexplicable emotion in his heart.
After returning to the room, Zhuo Wen sat cross legged in the room, and in order to prevent others from disturbing him, Zhuo Wen set many prohibitions in the room.
Three days later, Zhuo Wen, who was sitting cross legged, suddenly opened his eyes and saw a yellow awn burst out in the center of his eyebrows. Then the old fox appeared in front of Zhuo Wen with a porcelain vase.
"Zhuo Wen, I have refined the slurry of Jinlei quenching body. Take it!"
As Cheng Huang said, as soon as his little claw was thrown, the porcelain bottle floated on Zhuo Wen's palm.
Zhuo Wen slowly opened the cork and suddenly a golden thunder rose into the sky. The golden thunder, accompanied by the golden slurry, turned into a Thunder Dragon in mid air.
As soon as the Thunder Dragon appeared, it roared and plundered towards Zhuo Wen, and bursts of dragon chants were heard.
"Beast!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes were cold, his right hand became a claw, and he suddenly buckled it. The Thunder Dragon melted by the slurry of Jinlei quenched body was directly buckled down by him with one hand. No matter how the Thunder Dragon roared, he couldn't get rid of Zhuo Wen's claws.
When Zhuo Wen pinched his right hand, Lei long collapsed, turned into a golden slurry and poured into the porcelain vase.
Then, with a wave of Zhuo Wen's sleeve robe, he appeared in front of him.
This separation is as like as two peas of the great sacrament. His appearance is almost the same as that of Zhuo Wen. The only difference is that it has a golden glint in its body, which looks much more than Zhuo Wen.
"If you use this golden thunder quench slurry to quench your body, you may be able to raise the Dacheng holy body to a higher level."
Zhuo Wen threw the porcelain bottle to Fenshen, who meticulously took the porcelain bottle, sat cross legged in the other corner of the room even according to Zhuo Wen's instructions, and began to plan to use the Jinlei quenched body slurry in the porcelain bottle.
Noumenon and separation practice at the same time, and the four days passed quietly.
On the night of the seventh day, dark clouds were thick and haunting, like a pitch black dragon.
Above the roof of the peace Inn, a dark shadow flickered out.
Whoosh!
The dark shadow was like a light smoke. It didn't even cause a trace of wind when it flickered. It was like a real shadow.
Suddenly, the shadow stopped on the eaves on the left. He bowed down with his right hand, and then gently opened a brick.
The shadow took out a jade tube from his arms, and a wisp of invisible gas gushed out from the mouth of the tube.
The gas diffused rapidly, like a wandering snake, and immediately diffused into the rooms in the peace inn.
For a moment, in the guest rooms of the peace Inn, almost all the martial artists were dazed, and then they fell down in a daze.
In a brightly lit room, Xiao Yu sat cross legged on the bed and slowly breathed in his practice, never letting go of any time he could practice.
"Head... Why do you suddenly feel a little dizzy?"
Xiao Yu slowly opened his eyes, raised his right hand, pressed his forehead and murmured in a low voice.
However, she soon realized something and quickly held her breath. Her beautiful eyes scanned around, showing a look of vigilance.
When Xiuwei reached the six levels of Empire, she knew that if she didn't want to sleep, she could restrain her drowsy tiredness.
But now, this tiredness lingered in her mind like a maggot of tarsal bone, and she seemed to fall asleep completely under the attack of this tiredness at any time.
With her keen intuition, she immediately noticed the unusual, so she immediately held her breath.
"My alertness is good. I can smell the difference of my dream through the ages."
A gloomy voice suddenly sounded in Xiaoyu's room. Xiaoyu was surprised and found that a slender figure came slowly.
The man was dressed in black, his face was covered with black cloth, and only a pair of cold eyes appeared.
He stared coldly at Xiao Yu sitting cross legged on the bed, step by step, with a cat and mouse like banter in his eyes.
He knew very well that although Xiaoyu found the wrong in time and held his breath, the latter still inhaled a small part of the eternal fragrance of a dream. I'm afraid he is weak and can't resist at the moment.
"Who are you? Why do you want to put Mi Xiang in our peace Inn?" Xiao Yu asked calmly.
The man in black smiled coldly and didn't answer Xiao Yu's questions. He walked slowly to Xiao Yu. With a sudden probe of his right hand, he tore Xiao Yu's coat into pieces, revealing his pink belly pocket and snow-white fragrant shoulder.
Such beautiful scenery is enough to make many men's blood spray.
"Ah!"
Xiao Yu screamed, and the color of shame and anger appeared in her beautiful eyes, staring at the man in black in front of her.
There was no lust in the eyes of the man in black. He saw his right hand on Xiaoyu's fragrant shoulder, and a holy force penetrated into Xiaoyu's body like a silk thread.
Pooh!
Xiao Yu spit out a mouthful of blood, his pretty face is pale and bloodless, and his eyes stare at the man in black in front of him with shame and anger.
The man in black ignored Xiao Yu at all, but poured holy power into Xiao Yu's body.
"How hot!"
Suddenly, Xiao Yu's face turned red and she couldn't help moaning. Then a fire red mark appeared at her clavicle. When she looked carefully, it was arranged in a specific track like nine suns.
"It's the constitution of Jiuyang. The manager's guess is really accurate. You are indeed the descendant of the emperor of Jiuyang. Ha ha, it's true that the emperor is worthy of those who have a heart!"
The man in black laughed and his right hand changed. He wanted to buckle Xiao Yu's jade neck and take it away.
Boom!
However, when the man in black was about to catch Xiaoyu, the floor under his feet suddenly collapsed, and then a thin claw fastened the man in black's right foot and pulled it down.
The man in black was caught off guard and was directly pulled down by this palm. Fortunately, the people of Pinghe Inn were basically stunned by the dream of eternal fragrance, so it didn't cause much noise.
Boom!
The man in black reacted very quickly and blew out with one blow, which drove back the owner of the withered claws, while the man in black stepped back and stared coldly at the old man in front of him, saying: "it seems that you are also the remnant of the sect of Jiuyang Tianjun. Unexpectedly, you dare to open an inn in bixue county. It's really easy for us to find."
"Who the hell are you? Who sent you? Is it xuehentian?"
Opposite the man in black, there is a white haired old man, who is also Xiaoyu's grandfather, the shopkeeper of the peace inn.
At the moment, the white haired old man's face is very dignified.
"Hey hey, the mansion master doesn't know about this, but the chief officer sent me to test. Unexpectedly, the little girl is really Jiuyang physique. You are all the evils of Jiuyang Tianjun's sect. You are finished." the man in black sneered.
The white haired old man's eyes were gloomy. After he explored xiaxiaoyu's room and found that Xiaoyu was ok, he took a breath.
"You are so mean that you put fan incense in my inn!" the white haired old man said coldly.
"Hey, hey, it's better to start first, don't you know, old man? And I know you've won a dream. How much strength can you play now?" the man in black sneered.
The white haired old man's eyes were gloomy and said coldly, "enough for you!"
"Ha ha, that's ridiculous!"
The man in black looked up and smiled, his eyes suddenly became cold, and then he disappeared in place like a burst of smoke.
When he appeared again, he still swept in front of the white haired old man. His hand was very fast, like lightning, and instantly printed on the white haired old man's chest.
The white haired old man roared and pushed with his right hand. The terrible holy power pushed out to block the attack of the man in black.
Pooh!
Unfortunately, the white haired old man who was addicted to incense was full of decline. At the moment of blocking the attack of the man in black, his defense collapsed inch by inch. His hand was printed on the old man's chest unimpeded, and the old man vomited a mouthful of blood and flew out directly.
The direction of the white haired old man's backward flight happened to be the room where Zhuo Wen lived.
"Grandpa!" Xiaoyu's beautiful eyes were surprised and couldn't help crying out.
Boom!
The old man with white hair hit the floor above, passed by and landed in a room.
In this room, a figure sitting cross legged on the bed slowly opened his eyes due to this accident. His eyes were cold and ruthless.
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